Why don't you get out of that wet coat and into a dry martini?

Breaking the ice in the pitcher seems to be a feature of the early lives of all great men.

But compared with the task of selecting a piece of French pastry held by an impatient waiter a move in chess is like reaching for a salary check in its demand on the contemplative faculties.

Except for an occasional heart attack I feel as young as I ever did.

There is probably no more obnoxious class of citizen, taken end for end, than the returning vacationist.

It is one of the most discouraging experiences I have ever had, not forgetting the time when I winked at the Queen Mother in London once.

Most personal correspondence of today consists of letters the first half of which are given over to an indexed statement of why the writer hasn't written before, followed by one paragraph of small talk, with the remainder devoted to reasons why it is imperative that the letter be brought to a close.